Man transforms into Vision in Marvel

"Pietro, Pietro! He is the only one who has the chance to awaken Wanda's heart," Li Nian's eyes shone slightly. He thought of his brother-in-law who was a bit of a loser and was holding back. He always thought that Wanda and Pietro in this universe were not related by blood. But while chatting with Bob, I discovered that this Pietro didn't seem to be the one in the X-Men, but looked the same as the Avengers.

Li Nian thought that Pietro, as Wanda's only remaining relative, would not kill him. Maybe it would be a good idea to let him talk to the girl.

"If it was that simple, we would have implemented it a long time ago." Charles shook his head helplessly, "As early as after learning that Wanda was the creator of the red mist, we tried to contact Pietro, but whether it was implanted in the skin Neither the internal locator nor my brain wave amplifier can find his location, it's like he disappeared out of thin air."

Charles was a little worried. He knew that Pietro was very fast, but the positioning system was created by Reed to help the government respond to the Superhero Registration Act. It was connected to the global network. As long as Pietro did not run away from the earth, the positioning device would show his location. Location.

Charles also cannot sense Pietro's spirit. There are only two situations in this state, one is that Pietro is dead. The other is that he found a way to isolate mental induction.

But no matter what kind of situation he is currently in, he is missing and the situation is very dangerous.

"Have you tried using magic to find someone?" Li Nian didn't believe in evil. He was also connected to the global network. As long as Pietro used electronic devices, he could sense it immediately, but it was obvious that he didn't.

"Magic tracing requires a lot of restrictions. I need a hair or nail from him or his blood relative. The spell cannot be used casually. A slight mistake may cause a huge and irreversible crisis." Modu said coldly. With a straight face, I hate Li Nian's posture of sitting and talking without hurting his back. How dare a layman point fingers at the great magician!

"Either you find Pietro's hair, or you find the witch's hair, or..." Mordo put his feet on the table and spread his hands, "I can't help it." What he said was To be honest, some very common spells can have very bad consequences if used improperly, just like the Kafka spell, a simple memory erasing spell that can open cracks in the multiverse.

Modu cannot put himself in danger. He has just assumed the role of Supreme Mage. He has not yet enjoyed the respect of mortals and has no beautiful girls to take photos with him!

Li Nian patted the table. The round table was cracked with such force that he lay in a daze on the table. The white man's eyes were completely fixed on the empty ceiling. The other people looked at him with strange eyes. , this was the first time they saw Li Nian in human form.

"Did the Infinity Stones give him the ability?" Reed stared at the man with his eyes burning, as if he was seeing a rare treasure.

Everyone left the conference room sparsely. Staying here was a waste of time. Even after a long discussion, they could not come up with a suitable solution.

Ding Dong!

The elevator opened the door, and Reed and Li Nian entered the elevator at the same time. No one said anything. They lowered their heads and looked at both sides. The mirror-like wall reflected their shadows. "What is the bottom floor for?" Li Nian said. Nian saw the button on the fourteenth floor underground, "It's a prison, used to hold transferred criminals and infected people."

"Criminals?" Li Nian raised an eyebrow, "Are you talking about locking ordinary people and infected people together?"

"Are there any ordinary people who can be imprisoned here?" Reed smiled and counted on his hands: "Electric Man, Abomination, Saber-toothed Tiger, Dr. Pym..." Reed read a lot of names. , some of which were familiar names that he had heard of, and some that he had never heard of. In Marvel, they were the names of fringe people doing odd jobs. With so many dangerous guys gathered together, Li Nian had to praise Reed.

Such a big heart!

"They will not escape. Each cell is made according to the standards for imprisoning Hulk. Ultron is responsible for monitoring the movements of the cells 24 hours a day. If there is any problem, it will immediately call the police. And this is the North Pole! It is completely isolated from external satellites. As for the Internet, only the intranet can be used," Reed puffed up his chest proudly, "Only I have the information authority of the entire base. Without my permission, even if Maria is resurrected, it is impossible to call in from the outside!"

He was very confident in himself, and also very confident in this silent giant at the bottom of the sea.

The giant under her feet does not belong to the earth at all, nor does it belong to a certain race in the universe. Maria once put forward the most terrifying and closest conjecture that this giant may be a cosmic god from ancient times!

During her twenty years of maintaining the universe, Maria had heard legends about the gods of the universe, but had never seen them with her own eyes. She only knew that they were the first gods born after the Big Bang and controlled the birth and destruction of planets. Possessing extremely high power and power.

It's hard to imagine what kind of enemies such a powerful god must have encountered to allow him to escape to a remote place on Earth, where he sank in the endless sea of ​​ice and was frozen into a pitch-black iceberg.

This place was classified as top secret as early as 2009. It was also the same year that Captain Carter's frozen body was discovered by S.H.I.E.L.D., and this ridiculously large god was discovered at the same time.

Under the double concealment of Nick Fury and Reed, the government and military knew nothing about this place. Hydra also knew this coordinate when it was lurking in S.H.I.E.L.D., but it was related in the subsequent operation to destroy Hydra. All information was destroyed, and S.H.I.E.L.D. was disbanded at that time. It came back a year later, with a major change of internal members, and it was much cleaner.

But this place can’t be kept secret for long. In recent years, more and more scientific expedition teams have gone to the Arctic. Every country is like a cat that smells the fishy smell. It crawls here along the fishy smell, and its sharp claws slide from the soft flesh pads. Reaching out fiercely, Wolverines appeared one after another, cruel and fierce.

Reed felt that even if he used stealth technology or sunk it into the sea, he might not be able to hide it for a few years. The Arctic did not belong to any country in the world. It was a cold piece of ribs without much meat, but even if there was very little meat on the ribs, , it is also a piece of pork ribs. No wolf will give up the food that comes to his mouth.

"You can stay here with peace of mind until we find a way to restrain Wanda."

"What if I can't find it?" Li Nian asked.

"..." Reed was silent. Do you want to stay like a mouse hiding in the sea of ​​ice? Just like the Baxter Base in Mississippi, Wanda was so frightened that they moved overnight. Just a threat frightened this group of superheroes into being timid and afraid to show their faces. They put on masks that restricted freedom and became invisible. That's not what a hero should do.

Their duty is to fight against criminals and villains, but they are now being frightened by the strongest villain they have ever faced and are afraid to step into their hometown. The driven wolves have lost their pride and the ability to hunt. , can only stagger and wait for death.

Li Nian already got the answer and took a deep breath, "There will be other ways, there will be..."

Reed could only nod.

......

At this time, the Giant's Head Observation Deck.

Frank and Mark sat side by side, looking at the endless polar night. The green aurora penetrated the sky, shining like a sword through endless time and space.

"You look good..." Mark glanced at Frank. He finally stopped wearing the old and shabby black skull top and changed it into a brown leather jacket. A circle of prayer beads hung around his neck, and he had a fierce face. A little softer, holding an old photo in his hand, he should probably ask Reed to repair it.

"Is that your family?"

"My wife and children," Frank's eyes looked a little more nostalgic. It was a happy and short time, one of the few lights and hopes in his life, and it was also the last day of Frank's life.

When that incident happened, Frank died, together with his wife and children in that park. The person who survived was called the Punisher, a complete bastard and villain who abused vigilante justice to kill people.

"I used to be on the same team as Robbie, the Midnight Sons, who were quite famous in Chicago." Mark looked at the aurora that filled the entire sky. The beautiful scene was all in his sight, with countless shining stars as densely packed as gravel. "He's a nice guy who made a pact with the devil, a not-so-obvious bastard of a bastard."

"It hurt when he hit me," Frank put away the photo and returned to his stiff face. "My throat was singed, and my eyebrows were like Indians. They were cut in circles. He was tied up with ropes and had a rope around his neck and tied to the seat of the helicopter."

"Wow...that sounds miserable," Mark was stunned. He didn't expect Robbie to be so harsh. He was not like this when he was the Midnight Sons. "I apologize to you on his behalf."

"It's not necessary. I'm quite suitable for the spirit of vengeance. Being an evil spirit punishment knight? That sounds cool, doesn't it?" Frank raised his eyebrows, and a few wisps of hellfire suddenly appeared on his body, scaring Mark. Jump.

"Wow, you're quite skilled at using it."

"The most important thing for a soldier is to be familiar with the weapons in his hand." Frank is a weapons master and is proficient in all hot weapons. He carries an arsenal on his body all year round. The firearms are more like his family, a family member that he cannot leave behind. , even as the Evil Punishment Knight, he couldn't change his habit of using guns.

Mark also knows this very well. He was once a mercenary, and his weapon never left his body. It was his most trusted comrade, more trustworthy than a friend in the team. Bullets and grenades saved him.

"Oh no, that nagging guy," Mark lowered his head and said to Frank with an apologetic look: "The weakling in my mind wants to talk to you. In fact, he and Robbie have a very good relationship." After that, Mark suddenly rolled his eyes, and then his expression suddenly changed, a little cautious and a little weak.

"Hi... this is the first time we have met. Ah... I may have seen you many times, but you can't say it was me, it was Mark. I was in my head at that time... Sorry, I It's a bit off topic!" Steven muttered in a long voice, obviously his face was the same, but he felt like he was a different person.

"I want to meet him, or it...well...come on anyway, he's my best friend, I mean Robbie." Steven pleaded, like an innocent kitten.

boom!

The majestic flames of hell burned the man's hair into curls, and his eyebrows were burned into circles, like Sanji in One Piece. Unfortunately, Steven didn't have yellow hair.

"This is what it feels like!" Steven yelled, tears welling up in his eyes with excitement, this is Fan! This is the feeling of being burned! Every time he was with Robbie, he would be accidentally injured. The familiar warmth made Steven shed tears. He didn't even see Robbie for the last time.

"Woooo! I also want to find a successor. Kongsu is a capitalist who exploits his employees. I am more suitable to be a wedding supporter, or to work in my old business. I almost returned to Cairo to work as my unknown museum clerk. Although working is inconspicuous, to be honest, I want to go back to that time." Steven burst into tears as he spoke. He was different from Mark. He was a little cowardly and cowardly. He didn't want to be a world-saver. A great hero, he just wants to be an ordinary person. Being a hero is not what a weak person like him wants to do.

"The people of the Illuminati are unreliable, and the same goes for the Gem Guardian. He couldn't even stop a witch clone. I saw countless curses and blessings wrapped around him, including black magic that has the same origin as Miss Witch. My The Eye of Judgment has no effect on him at all. The life level of a biochemical human being far exceeds that of humans, even many races, and even the gods."

Frank was grateful to Li Nian for saving him, but also doubted him, phew! He felt more and more like the old Nick Fury.

"The evil spirit tells me that I can't trust anyone, but I trust my own conscience."

"A person like you still has a conscience?" Steven laughed. Does the Punisher have a conscience? It's like a big joke. He would rather believe that Mark has a conscience than Frank. How can a person who casually kills a gangster have a conscience? It's okay to have murderous intentions.

Steven suddenly trembled all over, and he felt a great malice... On the other side of the sky, is Egypt? !

Something happened to Kong Su? ! He was calling for Moon Knight, calling for his guardians, and wanted help from Steven and Mark.

The malice was so huge, even bigger than Hulk's lower body! It was as heavy as a meteor hitting the earth, knocking him unconscious.

"Mark?!" Steven was shaken awake by a familiar face and exclaimed, "Why did you come out? Oh no, why can you come out!" He looked around blankly. This didn't seem to be the North Pole. He was obviously watching the aurora just now, chatting and spanking with a strong man, but in the blink of an eye he was on a subway line.

"Shabi! This is the world of consciousness! It's too late, Kong Su is in big trouble!" Mark turned his head anxiously with a face exactly like Steven's, muttering: "She's coming, she's coming coming soon!"

"She? Who?" Steven moved away from Mark's body, and the face of a female ghost suddenly appeared at the end of the tunnel.